I Get It
I get it
When u broke they don't think about you
I get it
When u getting money they gon claim to love u
Bro 4get it
He was my bro until I found out that his heart was dirty
They don't love u but for money they gon fake it o
If u want some money bro come take it o
Me I'm tired of fake friends just take it oh oh oh
I want my peace just take it oh oh oh
For money don't fake it o
If u want some money bro come take it o
Cuz I'm tired of fake friends just take it oh oh oh
I want my peace just take it oh oh oh
These niggas switching on they family for the money
I'll never call a stranger family cuz of money
If u need money just let me know and you getting K's
Keep it real u don't gotta fake
Cuts so deep betrayal is a blade
But my heart so big it gotta a lotta space
And that's a problem
Niggas watching me they being intentional they solving me
I love too much TF is wrong me
Play me for a fool and u loosing me
Yh i'm Selfless as fuck but no using me
Bitches twerking thinking they pleasing me
But the only time I'm pleased is when my son smile
Can't cry over these niggas so I'll make this song cry
A nigga take my heart for granted
I'll make that motherfucker cry
I'd rather bleed to the truth than cry over a lie
He saying he a Muslim and he praying to Allah
A Christian serving Jesus but u still living a lie
Keep religion to the side is your soul pure
I'll never plot against another and I'm so sure
Straight win, book the ticket e too sure
These haters see my jewellery and they get a seizure
They get a seizure
These fuckers get a seizure
(Melodies)
I get it
The street ain't funny
I know cuz am a street nigga chasing money
And u know if it's to break bread I dey break bread
But I rather show u how to bake bread than to break bread for u
Cuz if I no bake I no fit break bread for u
What I want for myself I want for u
When u broke don't nobody care about u
Telling all my brothers it ain't bout the money bro I care about u
Too real so if u faking I can't be around u
Since I been thinking positive I'm feeling brand new
They think they can amuse me but I'm rarely amused
They don't know how hard we hustled just to get the bag
Got a bag I blew it in a day I ran it back
Journey to the top am here I'm never going back
Never going back
I'll spaz out on every track
They be watching my every move they say im entertaining
Why u keep it cool I say it's my home training
Papi is a King ain't no exaggerating
Blew another million I was only 18
Tolerating no faking
When u broke they don't think about you
I get it
When u getting money they gon claim to love u
Bro 4get it
He was my bro until I found out that his heart was dirty
They don't love u but for money they gon fake it o
If u want some money bro come take it o
Me I'm tired of fake friends just take it oh oh oh
I want my peace just take it oh oh oh
For money don't fake it o
If u want some money bro come take it o
Cuz I'm tired of fake friends just take it oh oh oh
I want my peace just take it oh oh oh
These niggas switching on they family for the money
I'll never call a stranger family cuz of money
If u need money just let me know and you getting K's
Keep it real u don't gotta fake
Cuts so deep betrayal is a blade
But my heart so big it gotta a lotta space
And that's a problem
Niggas watching me they being intentional they solving me
I love too much TF is wrong me
Play me for a fool and u loosing me
Yh i'm Selfless as fuck but no using me
Bitches twerking thinking they pleasing me
But the only time I'm pleased is when my son smile
Can't cry over these niggas so I'll make this song cry
A nigga take my heart for granted
I'll make that motherfucker cry
I'd rather bleed to the truth than cry over a lie
He saying he a Muslim and he praying to Allah
A Christian serving Jesus but u still living a lie
Keep religion to the side is your soul pure
I'll never plot against another and I'm so sure
Straight win, book the ticket e too sure
These haters see my jewellery and they get a seizure
They get a seizure
These fuckers get a seizure
(Melodies)
I get it
The street ain't funny
I know cuz am a street nigga chasing money
And u know if it's to break bread I dey break bread
But I rather show u how to bake bread than to break bread for u
Cuz if I no bake I no fit break bread for u
What I want for myself I want for u
When u broke don't nobody care about u
Telling all my brothers it ain't bout the money bro I care about u
Too real so if u faking I can't be around u
Since I been thinking positive I'm feeling brand new
They think they can amuse me but I'm rarely amused
They don't know how hard we hustled just to get the bag
Got a bag I blew it in a day I ran it back
Journey to the top am here I'm never going back
Never going back
I'll spaz out on every track
They be watching my every move they say im entertaining
Why u keep it cool I say it's my home training
Papi is a King ain't no exaggerating
Blew another million I was only 18
Tolerating no faking
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